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break up poem

frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
antes do saint de bronze solemn
desolado e solitário
e pão do breaketh mais
eu ouvi-os na noite
a algum os deuses gordos
eu não pray para a paz
flores dos bebês
doce e forte
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
vivido pelo river-side
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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